Speak it . . .

. . . speak it





what i have to say is important
oft’ times just to me
as i bring within without
from my chains i am free

there many voices speaking
truth or lies know i not
all are revelations
boiling in the pot

as water becomes the ether
as temperatures seem to rise
spirit becomes the flowing river
in the Sage’s eyes

i claim not to know a thing
a thing i cannot claim
all of this world is temporal
save what i cannot name

but in urgings is that calling
to let within outside
when ever i try to run from it
there’s no place i can hide

so if you feel the same way
and you hear that voice
speak the language of heart and soul
for ‘tis the better choice

. . . speak it





© 2008 : William S. Peters, Sr.